After the flash marriage, the abstinent president embraces his wife and pampers her every day

Lin Qian leaned in his arms, listening to his gentle words, and a warm current surged in her heart. She took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and then slowly leaned down. Her movements were gentle and graceful, like a blooming flower, swaying gently in the wind. She imitated Lu Jingshen, closed her eyes slightly, and gently pressed her lips against his ear.

At that moment, she felt his body temperature, a warm touch that made her feel extremely at ease. At the same time, she also heard his heartbeat, that powerful beating sound seemed to tell of his deep affection for her. She gently kissed his ear, and that kiss was as gentle and warm as a spring breeze, making Lu Jingshen feel numb.

Lu Jingshen was startled by the sudden kiss and trembled slightly. He opened his eyes and saw Lin Qian's gentle and firm eyes. A strong emotion surged in his heart, as if he wanted to hug her tightly in his arms immediately, but reason told him that at this moment, he must remain restrained.

Under the soft light, Lin Qian gently stretched out her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly, but firmly touching Lu Jingshen's waist. She felt the strong and powerful muscles, as if telling of the owner's self-discipline and tenacity day after day. She slid her fingers up and down along the graceful waistline, and every touch made her heart beat faster, as if she could touch the passion and strength deep in Lu Jingshen's heart.

"Jingshen, your waist is really nice." Lin Qian's voice was low and gentle, as if carrying a hint of indescribable admiration. Her eyes were full of admiration, as if it was not just praise for a body part, but also admiration for Lu Jingshen as a whole.

She approached him gently, her eyes lingering on Lu Jingshen's waist. It was a well-tailored pajamas, the fabric was thin and light, and the delicate texture of his skin could almost be seen. Lin Qian seemed to be able to imagine how tight and powerful the muscles hidden under the pajamas were, and her heartbeat accelerated a little.

Lu Jingshen felt Lin Qian's gaze, turned his head slightly, and smiled at her. He turned around and gently embraced Lin Qian in his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around her body, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own bones and blood.

"If you like, then touch me more." Lu Jingshen lowered his head and whispered in Lin Qian's ear. His voice was low and magnetic, as if it carried some kind of magic that made people irresistible.

Lin Qian's cheeks flushed slightly. She raised her eyes slightly and stared into Lu Jingshen's deep and bright eyes, as if she could see the tenderness and love deep in his heart. She gently stretched out her hand and gently stroked his waist, feeling the firm muscles and soft skin, her heart was filled with sweetness and satisfaction.

Instantly, Lin Qian's cheeks became even redder. She deeply felt the warmth and strength emanating from Lu Jingshen, and an inexplicable sense of security surged in her heart. She snuggled in his arms, letting his hands wander around her waist.

Lu Jingshen's waistline was tight and elastic, like a carefully crafted work of art, which made Lin Qian secretly admire him in her heart.

When Lu Jingshen noticed Lin Qian's appreciation of his body, a smug smile appeared on his lips, and he immediately hugged Lin Qian tighter. Their eyes met, full of affection and tacit understanding.

She gently closed her eyes and kissed him slowly all the way down, as if she was painting a detailed picture. Her lips gently touched the tip of Lu Jingshen's upturned nose like a dragonfly skimming the water, with a hint of mischief and shyness. Then, her kiss slid down his cheek and stopped at the corner of his rosy and slightly upturned mouth.

At that moment, she seemed to be frozen in time, everything around her disappeared, leaving only her and Lu Jingshen. Her heartbeat echoed in her ears like drumbeats, interweaving with Lu Jingshen's breathing, forming a wonderful harmony, like the sound of nature. She could clearly feel the warmth of his skin, which was different from anyone else's temperature, as if an electric current spread from her lips to her whole body, making her instantly intoxicated.

She gently closed her eyes and synchronized her breathing with his. She slowly opened her mouth and carefully took the corner of his mouth into her mouth, gently tracing the shape of his lips with her tongue. The shape of his lips was as perfect as a work of art, making her want to explore more deeply.

Her kiss became deeper and more passionate, as if she wanted to pour all her emotions into this moment. Her tongue danced on his lips, and every touch made her feel extremely happy and satisfied. She seemed to be able to feel his heartbeat echoing in her ears, which was their common melody, the symphony of love.

Her kiss was as light as a feather, slowly drifting down, and finally resting on his slender white neck. She closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath, as if to inhale all the faint fragrance emanating from his skin into her lungs. That fragrance, fresh and unique, made her heart beat faster and her emotions surge.

She kissed his neck gently, her tongue gliding lightly over his skin, like a spring breeze blowing over the lake, creating ripples. Her kiss was as lingering as the drizzle, with endless tenderness and affection, making him feel an unprecedented throbbing.

As the kiss deepened, her lips gradually touched his Adam's apple. She gently held the bulge in her mouth, caressing it with the tip of her tongue, as if she was telling endless love words. Her eyes were shining with love, staring at his slightly closed eyes, as if looking for resonance with each other.

"Depth of field, do you feel it?" she whispered softly, her voice full of tenderness and expectation.

He nodded slightly, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he moved, as if responding to her kiss. He stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to merge her into his body.

"Well...baby, you're great. Hubby can't control himself anymore..." His deep voice sounded in her ears, full of approval and affection.

She continued to kiss him affectionately, gently but firmly landing on his collarbone. At that moment, she lingered for a moment, as if attracted by the firm skin, and rubbed his skin with her lips delicately, as if exploring an unknown territory.

She could clearly feel his heartbeat speeding up, like a flame ignited by her gentle movements, burning more and more vigorously. Every touch seemed to stir up ripples in his heart, and his heartbeat echoed in the silent air, as if responding to her kiss.

"Do you feel it?" she whispered softly, her voice full of tenderness.

He nodded slightly, without saying anything, but his eyes were full of response to her. The tacit understanding between them did not require words, just a look or a gesture to understand each other's intentions.